20 The Journey to West Province |Part 3| (1/2)
”Child, you can cry in here,” The Duchess Chin said, keeping her book aside.
”As someone who has seen some more of this world than you, let this lady give you some advice; crying is not weakness, killing to protect yourself and the people you love is not wrong and neither is seeking justice for the wrongs that have been committed against you. When you kill the innocent for personal gain, that is wrong.”
XieRong looked up at the beautiful woman in front of her.
”Then is revenge wrong?”
”Is this revenge you speak of going against your good conscience? Will you regret it?”
”No.”
”Then it's not wrong. Little miss, there is no clear concept of 'right' and 'wrong' in this world and there never will be. Just like there are different kinds of people in the world, there are different kinds of rights and wrongs. Before you do something just ask yourself these questions first, 'Will I regret this later?' 'Will this benefit the people?' If your answer is 'yes' to both the questions, then proceed with what you have planned to do, otherwise think of other better ways to accomplish your goals.”
After that XieRong silently cried in the corner as she remembered the blood thatspluttered out of the man's neck and onto her hands, the eyes that lost the life in them slowly and turned glassy, the presence in her mind that faded out and the feeling of knowing that she was the cause. However, XieRong knew she didn't cry because she regretted it. She would've done it all over again to protect her little sister and she knew that when the time came, she wouldn't regret killing the Fa family and all the people who had wronged her, her sister and her mother.
XieRong had grown weary and tired. She fell asleep while crying with tear stains running down her cheeks.
The Duchess Chin smiled as she gently put a blanket over XieRong's sleeping figure. She believed that one day this girl would grow up to do great things while the rest of the world watched in awe.
The entire time XieRong was asleep, Duchess Chin would allow no one into her carriage. She was like a mother hen who drove away all intruders that came by. Duchess Chin had grown very fond of XieRong in the one month they had spent together. XieRong reminded the Duchess very much of her own daughter whom she had left behind in the capital.
In another five days Bai Shen's group had crossed onto the West province. XieRong had started to spend some time daily with the Duchess learning things from her and sharing stories. XieRong felt that the Duchess reminded her of her mother. She and the Duchess often discussed war strategies and medicine.
They were only a day away from Qianhe city.
”BaiHua, on days like this, you remind me very much of my little sister,” the Duchess said, as she read a book by the window, remembering her sister's big goofy smile when she had broken through to the late Earth Cultivation Realm when she was eighteen.